Earthquake?
When the ceiling fell, Jiang Luo's eyes widened, his heart tightened, and his blood almost ran cold. He smelled the scent of death.
For the first time, death had come so close. His mind went blank, and he froze, unable to move. He struggled to breathe. When he finally drew breath, Teacher Chengyu had already grabbed his hand and was running out.
Yes, they are on the first floor. Earthquakes usually require a certain amount of reaction time. They can run out from here in less than a minute.
But things turned out to be beyond his expectation. He had no time to react at all. When he was about to go out, a stone slab suddenly came crashing down on him and he was knocked to the ground in an instant.
Mud and dust were flying everywhere, he couldn't open his eyes, his nose was choking, he couldn't breathe, his heart was suddenly tightening, he couldn't see anything, and he clearly felt death.
Is he going to die?
What woke him up again was the smell of blood and the pain in his legs.
"...Jiang Luo, Jiang Luo——"
I heard the calls of Teacher Chengyu and Mr. Sun.
Jiang Luo frowned and opened his eyes with difficulty.
Dust was still flying in front of his eyes, and he didn't know how long he had been unconscious.
"Jiang Luo, get out! Teacher Sun, hurry up, I can't stand it anymore..."
Jiang Luo's vision gradually became clear, and he saw a ray of light in front of him.
He was lying on the ground, facing the crack in front of him. They were almost out, and the front should be the gate.
Jiang Luo looked up and saw Teacher Chengyu.
Teacher Chengyu knelt on the ground and lifted a stone slab on her shoulder. She also desperately supported the stone slab with both hands, leaving a narrow triangular gap in front of her.
Her face was covered in blood, and the blood gushing from her head dripped down her chin and landed right on Jiang Luo's face.
Drop after drop, sticky and scorching hot.
Jiang Luo's eyes were blurry: mud, dust, stones, blood... He couldn't see clearly, but he could hear Teacher Chengyu above his head, supporting the huge rock of death above their heads, urging them to hurry up.
Jiang Luo felt cold all over and his mind went blank.
Run! If you're any later, you'll definitely die. But they ran away, where's Teacher Chengyu?!
"teacher……"
“Get out now!”
Teacher Chengyu's voice was so low that it was barely audible. She was practically spitting out blood through gritted teeth, but she was incredibly firm: "Don't be afraid!"
Jiang Luo gritted his teeth, eyes red as he climbed out, constantly glancing back at Teacher Chengyu. The stone slab above him was enormous, and even if Teacher Chengyu held on, it was still slowly pressing down, weighing a thousand pounds. Even so, the escape hatch ahead was only a tiny gap, barely enough for a short person to crawl out.
Old Sun didn't say anything. Seeing Jiang Luo finally reacted, he pushed him out hard: "Hurry!"
Jiang Luo used all his strength to crawl towards the gap. He didn't know how long he had been crawling. When he was close to the light, a pair of hands pulled him out from the outside, and also pulled Old Sun behind him out.
When Jiang Luo and Old Sun crawled out completely, they heard a loud "bang" behind them. The house collapsed completely again, and dust flew into the sky.
Jiang Luo looked back, and the small gap through which he escaped disappeared.
The entire three-story Tieyuge building was reduced to ruins, a pile of broken earth, mud bricks, and steel bars.
The whole street was engulfed in flying dust, making it dark and suffocating.
"How are you? Where's Chengyu? The explosion just happened two minutes ago... The rescue and firefighters haven't arrived yet..."
Someone came up to pick them up.
Jiang Luo was in a daze. Had it only been two minutes since the incident? He felt like a long time had passed...
He couldn't see or hear anything around him. He couldn't figure out why this happened, so he just walked towards the ruins in front of him: "Teacher Chengyu..."
"Teacher Chengyu..."
Someone grabbed him, but he didn't know who grabbed him. All he could see was the ruins of the iron building.
"Don't go over there, there might be a second explosion!"
"...Teacher Chengyu is still inside... She is still inside... Save her, save her——"
"What did you say?"
Jiang Luo didn't know that others thought he just opened his mouth but no sound came out.
Jiang Luo trembled all over and shouted hoarsely, "My teacher, she is still in there, save her!"
She is carrying a huge stone slab on her body that can kill people... Save her!
"Jiang Luo!"
"I fainted, this is..."
"Don't move him, the ambulance will be here soon!"
“…”
When Jiang Luo woke up again, he was in the hospital.
He had a dream, but he didn't remember what it was about. He only remembered black and gray dust, heavy stone slabs, faces covered in blood, filth, suffocation, despair; and finally, that firm voice - don't be afraid.
But in the end, the house collapsed completely
He woke up in a state of panic and sweat.
"Teacher Chengyu!"
“…Poor child.”
It wasn't long before his consciousness became completely clear.
At his bedside were police officers, doctors and nurses.
"Don't be afraid, kid, you're fine."
Seeing Jiang Luo's alert and vigilant expression, the policewoman spoke to comfort him.
“…”
"How do you feel now?"
“…”
"Jiang Luo? Classmate Jiang Luo?"
“…”
Nurse: "Student Jiang Luo, your leg was injured, but there is no fracture. It is a minor injury. You need to rest well and you will recover soon."
Jiang Luo just stared at the policeman and slowly spoke. After saying two words silently, he slowly spoke clearly: "My... teacher?"
The policewoman paused, her tone as gentle as possible, with a soothing force: "Student Jiang Luo, don't worry too much. Your teacher has been rescued. He is in the next ward."
The people were rescued, but not by the rescue team.
There was a person who arrived before the rescue team. According to eyewitnesses at the scene, a thunderstorm suddenly broke out on a sunny day, and a mysterious force overturned the pile of rubble of the house. Then Dean Ao Li'ao arrived at the scene, carried Shui Yiyao out of the rubble, and put her in the ambulance.
Although the person was rescued in time, he is still seriously injured and in the ICU. His life or death is currently unknown.
It's been three days.
The rescue was handed over to the hospital, and the police investigated the cause of the explosion.
The explosion occurred only in Tieyu Pavilion and did not affect the surrounding areas. It was more like a precise blast.
They originally suspected that there might be some safety hazards in the production workshop in Tieyu Pavilion. After all, there was a large furnace with an open flame, and an explosion was possible.
But as the investigation deepened, they found that the explosion was not an accident but man-made. However, they still had no evidence of who was responsible.
Now the authorities and public opinion are paying close attention to this accident, and they are under great pressure to solve the case.
However, when they searched the scene, they found that the place where Shui Yiyao was rescued was covered with blood. On the stone slab next to it, which had originally pressed Shui Yiyao, there was a string of blood-red numbers, six digits, which might be a clue, but no one knew what this string of numbers meant.
The line of numbers drawn in blood was not neat and was crooked.
It can be speculated that this was probably written with her own blood when Shui Yiyao was trapped under a huge rock and unable to turn over, and lost too much blood.
She must have felt that she was in great danger, so she wrote down these numbers like a suicide note.
There is no doubt that this string of numbers is very important information.
The police showed the photo to Jiang Luo and asked him if he knew what the string of numbers meant.
The child had a low-grade fever intermittently for three days, and has only now completely recovered.
Jiang Luo looked at the six-digit number with doubt in his eyes and shook his head. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, his face suddenly changed, and he reached into his pocket.
He had now changed into his hospital gown and there was nothing in his pockets.
"My clothes?"
The nurse found his changed, tattered, bloodstained clothes and handed them to him.
"You want this?"
Jiang Luo didn't answer, but directly snatched the clothes, touched the pocket of the clothes, and took out a mobile phone and a USB flash drive from it.
He threw his phone aside, clutched the USB drive tightly, and asked the police: "Computer."
The police handed him a computer.
Jiang Luo plugged in the USB drive.
【Please enter the password to read the content. 】
Jiang Luo looked at the bloody photo of numbers in the police's hand again and typed the six numbers one by one.
【The password is correct.】
When Jiang Luo saw these four words, his whole body became hot and he was suddenly stunned.
Surprisingly, he guessed it right.
Seeing that the string of numbers successfully opened the USB drive, the policewoman hurriedly asked, "What file is this?"
Jiang Luo clicked on the first file, which was a video
A pair of hands, a machine, and a piece of jade.
Shui Yiyao's voice came from inside: "Fur carving. This craft is almost lost, but it has been passed down in our Great Hua Nation for many years. It's a good thing. Come, I'll record a video just for you. Watch it carefully. I don't have time to teach you, but this will be easier for you to learn. After all, it can be replayed and paused."
"Fluorescent carvings are almost entirely composed of negative lines. This type of jade carving offers two distinct experiences, viewed from afar and up close. To be beautiful, the lines must flow smoothly—"
The policewoman was stunned.
Is this a tutorial video on a lost jade carving technique?
What Shui Yiyao chose to leave behind when she was dying was actually this?
She suddenly thought of the recent public opinion at an inopportune time.
The vast majority of people are concerned about the cause of the explosion, but there are always discordant voices.
"What's there to investigate? It's just a dust explosion. The iron jade production is obviously not standard, and it requires a large boiler, which poses a huge safety hazard."
However, according to their investigation, the iron jade production process has a safety license, the risks are within the controllable range, and there is no possibility of dust explosion.
—Is Shui Yiyao dead? Her skills weren't up to par. People always praised her professionalism and dedication, but now that she's gotten into trouble, are they still praising her?
——What kind of professionalism? It’s just a broken jade carving, a child playing house, hype!
"Fuck." The policewoman thought of this remark and looked at the teaching video made by Shui Yiyao on the computer. Her eyes turned slightly red and she couldn't help but curse softly.
There are idiots everywhere.
Is this not enough to praise professionalism? What else do you want? What else do you want!
Jiang Luo's eyes were completely blurred on the hospital bed. He raised his hand and wiped away his tears. His eyes were red and his voice was low.
"I want to see the teacher."
Jiang Luo's injury was not serious. He insisted on going to see Shui Yiyao, so he was pushed out in a wheelchair.
At the ICU door, he saw Uncle Ao.
The ICU door was tightly shut. Ao Li sat on a family waiting chair near the entrance, still wearing his white researcher uniform. He lowered his head, motionless, and looked dejected. He seemed to have maintained this posture for a long time.
"...Uncle Ao." Jiang Luo walked closer and called him.
It seemed that Jiang Luo's voice was too soft and Ao Li didn't hear it. He still lowered his head deeply, with his hands against his forehead, and in his palms... it seemed that he was holding a piece of jade.
There was still blood on the jade. It was a large rectangular piece of jade, warm white in color, with a high degree of translucency, which made the mottled blood on it look even darker.
Jiang Luo was pushed closer and called out again, "Uncle Ao."
Ao Li then raised his head and slowly looked towards him. He sat up straight with a frown on his face, "Jiang Luo."
Jiang Luo looked at him closely - Uncle Ao, this man has always been omnipotent in his heart.
There is nothing in the world that Uncle Ao can't do.
This was the first time Jiang Luo saw Ao Li like this. He had an unshaven beard, gray stains on the corners of his white work clothes, and blood on his chest. He could almost be described as sloppy and decadent, a word that had never been associated with him.
He remembered that Uncle Ao had happily told him not long ago that he would bring Teacher Chengyu back home in two months at most.
Jiang Luo opened his mouth and finally said with a choked voice: "...Teacher Chengyu saved me."
"Yeah." Ao Li responded, looked at Jiang Luo, confirmed that he was fine, and finally said: "Go back to the ward. I'll tell you when she wakes up."
Ao Li held the jade in his hand for so long that it had become hot. This was the jade that Yu Yu had held tightly in her hand when he brought her out. She had already passed out at that time.
He didn't know the origin of this stone, but later Yuyu's colleague, Sister Lu, told him: "...This, Yuyu said yesterday that she wanted to make a pen for you. This is the white jade material she selected... She just cut it open and hasn't had time to make it yet..."
Thinking of this, Ao Li's eyes became even redder. He rubbed his temples and said, "Let's go back first. She'll be fine."
Jiang Luo hesitated for a while with red eyes, and finally nodded. He also wanted to wait for Teacher Chengyu here, but if he stayed here, it would only make Uncle Ao more worried. He really couldn't help now.
·
Over the past few days, Jiang Luo's teachers and classmates have called to express their condolences to him.
When he hung up the phone, Jiang Luo saw the messages popping up crazily on his Weibo on the screen.
As the protagonist and victim at the center of the explosion, many people went to his Weibo to comfort him, and some people came to ask about the true situation of the explosion.
Jiang Luoda replied, telling the truth—I don't know how the explosion happened, but it was Teacher Chengyu who saved me. She knelt on the ground and used all her strength to prop up a huge stone slab, leaving me an escape route.
His hands were still shaking as he typed this.
Teacher Chengyu wasn't very strong, so how did she manage to hold up such a heavy stone slab? The stone slab was clearly bigger than three of Teacher Chengyu's.
He continued to scroll down and saw a comment
Poor kid. Shui Yiyao is so ruthless, deliberately trying to make Mr. Ao's child disappear to make room for her own future child? Fans keep saying she's different, a serious craftsman. Is that something a serious craftsman would do?
Jiang Luo couldn't bear it any longer and gritted his teeth and replied: "I have my own parents, I'm not a child of the Ao family. You're talking nonsense! Teacher Chengyu is a very good person, you can't say that!"
He wiped away his tears, gritted his teeth and posted another Weibo.
Jiang Luo: Does anyone know that Teacher Chengyu married Uncle Ao two months later? When we rescued Teacher Chengyu, she was still clutching the gift she was going to give to Uncle Ao.
By the way, on the huge rock that pressed her down, a line of blood words written by her was found. Can anyone guess what they are?
Some people guessed that it was a message written to Ao Li.
-Are you getting married soon? I feel so bad. It's like this now...
-Is this a confession of love to Mr. Ao?
-I feel so bad. [crying][crying][crying]
-This woman is really smart. She has a trick to seduce a man. But she overdoes it. [Spreads hands]
If she hadn't died, with this dying confession, Ao Dong would have been firmly tied to her. Awesome.
Jiang Luo replied: That is a digital password. The password can open the USB drive she gave me, which is full of instructional videos on finger knife engraving.
No one spoke.
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